Looking at the person he had fallen in love with since childhood, Ma Mingming felt indescribably helpless, just because the prince in his heart was too good, and most importantly, he liked beautiful women. And not a handsome man. It's not that he hasn't thought about making a bold confession, but when he thinks that if the prince hates him because of his actions, he is more willing to bury this love in his heart forever. Seeing Meng Tianhao talking happily in front of him about the beauties who fell down under his sweatpants, Ma Mingming didn't know how long he could pretend to be nonchalant.